Claimed by the alpha. Ruined by your love [MxM]

Adrian

When his hands pressed against my neck, I did not react with fear. I smiled provocatively, staring into his gray eyes in the darkness.

"So, are you planning to kill me?" I ask even as the air begins to leave my lungs.

"Shut your mouth," the alpha on top of me silences me, looking at me with pure rage in his eyes.

"That's not what you were saying last night... You loved it when I talked, moaning your name and how much I liked feeling your cock destroying my hole."

As I say those provocative words, I notice a trace of desire in his gaze, but trying to control himself, Silas moves away from my side, rubbing his temples tensely as if he cannot handle the situation.

"Who would have thought that the great alpha Silas Sterling, leader of the Ironhowl pack, was desperate to get back inside my hole..." I continue tempting the alpha in front of me.

"I told you to shut your mouth!"

For a moment, I am truly afraid, as one of Silas Sterling's fists crashes against the wooden surface on which I am lying. I think I have gone too far; this time he is going to hit me.

However, when he moves closer to my face, with that furious expression and ragged breathing, Silas does not hit me. He takes my neck once again with one of his hands and kisses my lips so passionately that it leaves me breathless.

I confirm it, he desires me...

Placing my hands on his shoulders, I let out a sigh of pleasure when Silas's tongue enters my mouth, because his kisses are so good that they manage to arouse me in just a second. In this close position, I do not miss the opportunity and spread my legs, pressing my ass against his crotch, feeling through the thin fabric of his pants a hard erection that makes me want him even more.

"You're a damn omega bitch..." Silas growls, his voice hoarse with arousal. "You're always out there tempting all the alphas with that pretty ass and your flirtatious smile..."

"Does that bother you? I thought you liked it when I was a bit of a bitch with you..."

"Don't push your luck, Mr. Oakheart."

"Why shouldn't I? If you're angry with me, are you planning to go back to the party? With that thing so hard between your legs for my father to see?"

I begin to move my hips, rubbing Silas's hard length against my sex, something that makes him groan and me sigh. I know he wants it just as much as I do. He wants to enjoy my body, and I want to enjoy his length.

A small laugh escapes my lips as Silas grabs my pants and practically tears them apart to pull them down, leaving me in my underwear. I am aroused too; it is inevitable when standing before such a handsome alpha, whose pheromones drive me crazy and who has such a huge cock that it makes me tremble with desire.

So I gasp when one of Silas's hands slips into my underwear, gently stroking my sex, something that makes me tremble with how badly I want him.

"Tempting everyone with your pheromones and this pretty ass, what would your father say if he saw you now?" Silas asks, making me laugh, since it is the same question I asked him just a moment ago.

"I don't know, Alpha Sterling. You've been trying to take my father's life for more than twenty years. Shouldn't you know him better than I do?"

I think my provocative words regarding our complicated 'family' relationship have the opposite effect from what I wanted. Looking at me harshly once more, Silas withdraws his hand from my underwear and violently pushes me against the desk, drawing a groan from my lips.

"You are a sin, a dark temptation that I must eliminate," Silas exclaims, stepping away from me.

"Am I a temptation? Really? You sound like an old man when you say that..." I mock him.

"This old man made you come several times last night. Am I wrong?"

I suppose Silas has a point, so I simply choose to smile awkwardly while looking at that alpha in a challenging way.

"Forget what happened between us. I have no interest in continuing your games," the alpha warns me in the same cold manner.

"Why? Afraid of what my father or my pack might think about it?"

"I am not afraid of your pack..."

"No? But you came after me like a frightened pup when I threatened to tell everyone the truth, only to end up between my legs in the very place where my father works every day."

"I am not playing with you, Grayfang pack pup. Keep your pretty ass away from me, or I'll cut your throat with my teeth."

After looking at me as coldly as ice, Alpha Silas Sterling quickly leaves my father's office, returning to the party my family organized.

"I'm not a pup, I'm eighteen years old..." I complain irritably.

After that alpha leaves, I sit down on the desk again and let out a sigh of disbelief mixed with anger. What the hell am I doing?

When the arousal fades and I can think clearly, I look at my father's desk, completely messy, covered with documents and pens. I pick up a framed photograph in which I am seen at the beach, smiling during our last vacation when Mom was still alive.

"What have I just done?" I lament guiltily.

How did I end up having sex with the greatest enemy of my family and my pack?

All my life I heard that the members of the Ironhowl pack were terrifying beasts we should run from, so when I met their leader, I ended up fucking him. I guess that makes sense.

My name is Adrian Oakheart, youngest son of Alpha Harry Oakheart, belonging to the Grayfang pack of Seattle. As the ruling pack of an enormous territory, my family and its allies have had many enemies throughout our history, with the Sterlings of the Ironhowl pack being the most dangerous.

On more than one occasion, I heard that there had been bloody fights between the Ironhowls and the Grayfangs, so terrible that my father almost died. When I was very young, I remember my late mother crying and cursing Silas Sterling for nearly taking my father's life.

Even though we are "aggressive" werewolves, over the years the tensions between both packs gradually diminished. Through conversations and promises, peace was finally achieved between the Ironhowl and Grayfang packs, a long-awaited truce that would be celebrated in Seattle, at a party my father organized in one of my pack's mansions, the most anticipated event among the werewolves of Washington.

Thanks to that gathering, I met the werewolf who makes me die of desire, Silas Sterling.